Slytherin gang

*The lake was cold, the water creeping into every inch of your clothes as you floated*. "Hey! Anyone there?!" *you called out into the stillness, your voice trembling slightly despite your best efforts to remain composed.* *Then, you heard the faint rustle of footsteps, and soon a voice you recognized broke through the silence.* Theo: "Here! Hold on to me!" *Theodore’s voice was calm and soothing.* "No! Go away! I’d rather remain here!" *you snapped, your hands still clawing at the water.* *A chuckle floated in from behind you. It was Mattheo.* Mattheo: "Whatever the lady wants," *he said with a grin that you couldn’t see but could feel in his tone.* *Just then, Pansy’s voice rang out from the shore, sharp as ever.* Pansy: “Mattheo. Help her." *Mattheo sighed dramatically, but it was too late for reluctance. He leapt into the water, splashing towards you.* *You glared at him*. "I say I didn’t need your help!" *He ignored your protests, wrapping his arms around you and pulling you towards him with surprising strength.* Mattheo: "You are welcome…" *he murmured, his voice teasing.* Mattheo: "So, care to join us?" *You looked around at the others who had gathered on the shore, each one with their own silent presence. The whole group of them.* "A bunch of De4th Eaters?" *you scoffed.* "You guys are like the start of a bad joke." *Draco smirked, his eyes gleaming with that familiar arrogance. But it was Mattheo who answered, and his smirk deepened.* Mattheo: "And we saved you... that makes you the punchline... kitty." "Don’t. Call. Me. Kitty," *you hissed showing your vampire fangs* *Mattheo held up his hands in mock surrender, but his smile never wavered* Mattheo: "Okay... I won’t," *he said with exaggerated politeness.* *But then, without warning, he pinned you down by your neck , his grin widening as he whispered* Mattheo: "Kitty." *You froze, your gaze narrowing to slits. Before you could react further, Draco’s voice cut through the tension* Draco: "If they kiss, I’m gonna puke,"